Tsunami
       

The netting at the surface of the water
and its three frames of the fisherman's glance
toward whoever called his name;
              and its five frames of his extended arm
and the sixth frame, where his fingernail
or a white petal
his brother dropped
broke free

and his children or his brother's children
working the netting for how many
frames of their father

and the children
pulling vacant frames toward themselves

and his wife
telling his brother's wife, that it was as if
there was a film about the birds
flickering through the frames
that they were making
to remember this world.

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